good life

I was walking to the street spot. A tranny smiled and waved from afar. Bird going home. Then I realised it was rather late. This could be the last one standing. I went back and asked her about her services. She said she knew me. I looked again. Sure enough. I even knew her name. We walked to a nearby hotel. Full. Cab to another one. She wanked me hard and put the rubber on. Sucked me off. Quite a long time. No way she was gonna get away with it. But I felt great. And her ass was even better this second time. I told her she was beautiful and went home to wank and fall into a drunken stupor of a sleep. And that is the good life.